"You were fantastic on stage, Alexis." I managed to reply in my intoxicated frame of mind. My eyebrow highlighted the word "fantastic" as I used every muscle on my face to cast an eternal spell of lesbian finesse.
She held onto my hand... and I didn't let go.
"I always like hearing that kind of feedback." She replied, still gazing directly into my soul.
All the surrounding commotion and madness of the show seemed to vanish. All the loud voices and chatter were non-existent. This feminine seductress in all her grandeur spellbound me. Reluctantly, we parted our hands and quickly set out to begin a "get to know you" conversation. My hapless friend Darryl quickly realized his place was somewhere else as he politely exited, but not before giving me a quick wink and thumbs up before leaving. I had to chuckle, but I think Alexis noticed. We both shared a laugh... and I comprehended just how lovely of a woman she truly was.
A few minutes later...
"So what brings you here?" Alexis asked as we found a nice deserted corner to talk.
"A favor for a friend." I replied as watched her fabulous body strut.
My God, those arms... they curved out from her upper torso, obviously from all the muscle mass on her. I still couldn't believe this. Here I was sizing up a bodybuilder, checking her out and wondering what she would be like to share a bed with. But when her aroma filled my nostrils, I shuddered heavily as I had to close my eyes momentarily. Her fragrance smelled of a deep pine forest, yet laced with a subtle trace of virile incense.
"Yea, your photographer friend made sure that I met you." She said as a waitress came by to offer her a martini.
I replied with a blushing smile as I also grabbed a drink. This was a situation that demanded alcohol to loosen me up. For the first time in a long time, I felt like I was on a first date... like a teenage girl. My heart raced and pulsed, dangerously affected by this woman who evoked confidence in her every move and word. I abruptly swallowed my drink as I could sense Alexis' growing curiosity about me.
"So... he said you'd never been to a show like this?" She followed up, gingerly lapping her tongue across the rim of her glass as she drank.
I let go of the breath I nervously held.
"Well, I..." I replied in haste.
"I just... never had much interest in this sort of thing." I said.
"In what-bodybuilding?" Alexis replied.
I nodded yes.
"It's more of a lifestyle than anything. But it's also artistic as well as healthy." She said, leaning against the wall nearby.
She could tell I was noticeably nervous. It was then that I felt a warm, soothing hand upon my bare arm.
"Sweetheart, relax. You're fine... just breathe, darling... breathe." Alexis said in an assuring tone.
Oh God, seeing her hopeful smile melted me even more. I laughed, doing what she said as I downed my next drink again.
"I'm so sorry, I'm just... wow, I'm so freaked out by all this." I said.
"By what-tell me?" she answered.
"Just by the whole thing... women with muscles... I mean, I've just never thought a woman could ever be so... so hot." I stammered.
"And I was seriously sick at my stomach when I first found out what this was." I followed.
"You thought all women should be normal looking with big tits and a nice ass?" Alexis responded.
"Well, yea." I said.
I could see she was amused by my misconception, but still held an earnest interest in our talk.
"Oh, sweetie... how many people I've heard that from over the last 15 years." She signed, taking another drink.
"See, that's the thing." She followed. "The world expects us women to look a certain way. Like you-- I mean, wow... you're an absolute knockout."
I blushed, flattered by her compliment. She placed her hand on mine in reassurance.
"And I mean that." She uttered, lightly stroking my hand.
"But labels and misconceptions can hold women back from realizing their true potential. And I for one am a woman who loves strength and power... I always have." She said as I lowered my head.
My eyes traveled from her hand, along her arm to her solid chest. She was exactly right.
"What you went through tonight is typical. Fear of the unknown." Alexis said in an understanding tone.
"I never thought a woman with muscles could be so... beautiful." I murmured quietly. "And you really are. God, I am just so turned on by you."
"I know." She answered. "I saw you in the audience, and saw the look in your eyes. And I love it when I can make a woman see things in a different light."
Our eyes locked together in a blissful moment of complete awareness. Her eyes washed away every doubt I ever had about muscular women. She was beautiful in her own right. How wrong I was about thinking all women had to look a certain way to fit into society. And with her hand still on mine, I tediously wound my fingers between hers. I quickly thought "Is she gay?" but there was no evidence to convince me otherwise.
"You wanna know something?" she cooed.
I nodded yes, staring at her soulful eyes.
"As much as I love power and muscle, I've always wanted a woman like you." She confessed. "Don't get me wrong, I love a girl with a hard body, but honestly... I've always wanted a woman with curves."
All I could was stare at her with an astonished expression as our hands clutched each other's lovingly. Even though we were in a crowded room, our hand contact clearly said it all. Our hands began to make love to one another in the most secretive of ways. It was the most erotic moment of my entire life...
"Let's go somewhere a little more private." She lovingly whispered to me.
Without question, I agreed and followed her lead.
We made our way to her private dressing room where it was lit dark, but was genuinely cozy. We didn't rush like mad, but when Alexis slowly closed the door behind me, I was smoothly submerged into an entirely extraordinary realm of female ecstasy. I slowly turned around to Alexis, who kept both hands on the doorknob, arms behind her, just gawking at me with refined bewitchment. The two of us just stood there, taking in as much of each other as we could.
"I wanted you the moment you came out on stage." I uttered in a serious tone.
"Tell me." She desperately whispered back.
"When I saw your arms... that huge chest. It was like you reached inside me and pulled my heart out." I answered, now running my open palms down my sides with eroticism.
Alexis' mouth was now agape in crushing awe... her face dissolved from captivation to stimulation. I could tell she liked hearing this... and I was going to give her what she wanted.
"Your body... those muscles just controlled me. Your power... And when those two girls came out on stage, I wanted to kill them because I was the one who wanted to be in your arms."
"Oooh." Was all she could say as her eyelids languidly closed.
My hands splayed out across my wide hips, enticing this Herculean woman with every ounce of womanhood I had. Her salient gaze fell from my eyes, down to my breasts that were practically flowing over my top. My fingertips then clutched the bottom of my dress, squeezing the material upward to reveal my thick tan thighs.
"You want a woman with curves, huh?" I asked in a guttural voice, now swaying my motherly hips side to side, almost dancing for her.
"Uh-huh." She replied, bringing her arms out from behind.
Alexis then knelt before me, keeping her eyes to mine. I didn't dare stop my motions, for I knew she loved this. This was a severely erotic moment for me. Usually by this point, I would have had Alexis on the floor and splitting off her clothes. But this was somehow different. No other woman ever enthralled me like this. And I had always loved using language as a form of seduction, and I could tell Alexis loved hearing it... but before me was a truly divine woman. A woman unlike any other... yet despite all of her muscle and stamina, she too had womanly cravings just as any other. And we haven't even shared our first kiss.
My dress lifted across the mahogany brim of my hips, slithering along as my spawning stomach now filled Alexis' eyes.
"Look at me, Alexis." I cooed. "Think about all the times you wanted a woman like me."
"Oh my god, Meredith." She chanted back with gasping fervor.
My black thong sheltered my thoroughly saturated pussy. What I'd do to rip that off me and have Alexis' face bury itself between my aching folds... but no. Not yet. Our path to utter seduction would lead us down a distinct course that no others would follow.
My arms crisscrossed, grabbing my dress as I lifted all of it over my shoulders. As the material brushed across my face, I could hear Alexis' explicit moans of approval. My lengthy tresses dragged back with the dress as I carelessly tossed it to the floor, flinging my hair around-intentionally using this gesture to further seduce my powerful woman. Now I was just in my laced black bra and thong... but Alexis was now on all fours, crawling to me like a wounded slave seeking it's masters permission to touch. Alexis was crippled by our erotic strategy for subjugation. And I truly felt alive... appreciated, loved. I treasured displaying my body to an appreciative woman. Much like Alexis had done for me back at the show.
"Now... tell me what you like about my body?" I lovingly demanded.
Another low moan hurled from Alexis' lungs, as if to say "Where do I begin?"
"I don't like your body, Meredith... I love it." She voiced, looking up at me. "I always wanted a girl with big breasts... and nice wide hips."
"Yea?" I replied.
"Oh god yes." She answered, lifting her hands to clutch my legs above my knees. That simple touch floored us both. I gasped her name aloud as she whimpered.
"So smooth... soft. Supple." She groaned, gingerly kneading my freshly shaven legs. "And I love how tan you are."
I raised my arms, grabbing my long mane of hair as my neck tilted back... I felt alive... pure. Alexis was making me feel like a woman... her verbiage was like wine that made me drunk with feminine rhapsody. As my spine stretched out, she hands glided along my syrupy thighs, stopping at the outer width of my hips to carry out her appreciation for my healthy frame.
"Look at this." She said to herself. "So tan... so healthy."
This was simply divine. I closed my eyes to immerse myself in Alexis' wordy lovemaking. As the last strands of my hair fluttered through my fingertips, I brought both hands back down to hold her head in my loving grasp. My eyes yet again locked with hers, but this time, we knew something must be done about it. There must be a deeper joining of our souls...
I crept over, leaning down to bring my mouth to hers. My mouth open in wonderment as Alexis exhaled her open lust for me. She sounded like she was on the verge of tears, rigorously crippled by our approaching kiss. I looked to her lips, sizing them up for how I was going to suckle from them. She flesh began to tremble, but I soothed her fears with my lips ultimately coming to rest against hers. Alexis wailed in disbelief, but was muffled by my mouth cautiously whetting her own. Alexis buckled beneath our kiss, but grabbed my body so she wouldn't collapse. At long last, I could feel her powerful strength surround me. Those colossal muscles pressed against my motherly skin... that with our very first kiss sent me spinning in pure lesbian blessedness. It was painfully slow. We both wanted to relish the initial taste of the other in the only way a woman can. Her lips held a fantastically soft texture, in spite of her stalwart body.
She broke off...
"Our first kiss." She barely uttered.
Our lips were less than an inch from the other as we shared a graceful smile.
"I've..." she tried to voice before my mouth smothered hers once again.
I brought my full weight upon her mouth this time. Her unintelligible moans echoed her fragile approval as her arms encircled me, clutching me with frantic hope. I was lifted from my feet while locked against her mouth. Moaning in slight fear, I held my breath... but with her hands safely holding me, I felt safe. I trusted her...
Alexis easily lifted me away, hoisting me high above her so that my breasts shrouded her reddened face. Her fingers twisted underneath my bra to tear the fasteners off, angrily throwing my bra to the floor. She didn't want a stitch of clothing on me, and neither did I. Now she had the bountiful goodness of my fleshy breasts smoothly pressing each side of her face. The look on her face was sincerely divine.
A loud knock on the door halted everything.
"Miss Hamilton? Excuse me, Miss Hamilton?" demanded the male voice.
I shook my head, trying to shake off the amorous thrill. Alexis didn't want to abandon the peaceful warmth between my life giving breasts. I flinched, as did she, trying to regain her senses.
Reluctantly, she went to the door as I hid behind the dressing curtain. The man at the door notified her that her next presentation and she told him she was changing clothes. I was quietly cursing this bastard for interrupting our initial union. How dare he ruin this captivating moment? But perhaps we deserved something of a more intimate backdrop anyway.
After he was gone, we met each other in the middle of the room with a lengthy kiss and embrace. My arms finally got the chance to wrap themselves around her sculptured torso. As she hungrily swallowed my tongue, I intentionally ran my palms over as much muscle mass as I could. I wanted to feel that blaring physique in its abundant grandeur.
Our kiss broke as we pressed our foreheads together in bliss. I could tell she was frustrated.
"God, I want you." She whispered.
"I want you more." I replied, slothfully kissing her chin.
"I don't know when we'll be able to see each other." She added. "I've got two engagements later tonight, and I'm headed back home tomorrow morning... but right now, nothing else matters. I really want you."
She was saying all the right words. I leaned my neck back and groaned in disappointment. But I soon laid my head against her chest, letting myself bask in this brilliant moment of absolute attraction. Her hands soothed me by caressing my lengthy dark tresses.
"Oh, sweetie." She said, unsure of how we were going to quell these flames of lesbian lust.
"I could come out to see you." I said, spreading my hand along her agile arm.
She broke the embrace, staring at me in shock.
"I'm off for the next few days anyway, and if I needed longer, I could always call in sick." I said.
"But we just met." She answered. "Besides, it'll cost too much to fly out."
"Honey, you're talking to a girl who flies for free." I said in girlish confidence.
We agreed to my trip, then dressed ourselves as we worked out all the details on seeing her in Las Vegas. I would fly out in two days to stay with her as she finished up her scheduled appearances, which she was contractually committed to. But I was ecstatic. It was truly like I was a young girl again, ready to go out on her first date. I couldn't remember the last time I had felt this alive... this free.
We parted with a drawn-out, soulful kiss, as we knew our bodies would unite soon. I met back up with Darryl in the foyer as we finished packing his things, and headed home. All the way home, Alexis possessed every thought I had. I endured the endless jokes from Darryl as I suddenly thanked him for taking me to this event.
"You really changed my mind about a lot of things tonight. Thank you." I said as I left the limousine, and headed back to my condo.
In fact, he did. Before tonight, I would have never considered dating, much less sleeping with a female bodybuilder. But within my own misgivings sprang a fresh aspiration; an entirely different realm of emotion that I never knew existed before. Muscles were not meant for men alone... power and strength was not just an exclusive all men's club. Most women would disagree, favoring a woman much like I did. But Alexis proved me wrong. She held the key to the door that would lead me inside an ambrosial world of sapphic ecstasy.
I wanted more.
That night, I relaxed in my garden tub and remained in my selfish mindset of making love to Alexis. After my bath, I explored the Internet to find many exquisite websites devoted to the female bodybuilder. It was as if I had opened Pandora's box. I watched dozens of muscle videos, joined four to five paysites to look at some of the most stunning women in the world. Needless to say, I ended up smelting my flesh sitting in front of the computer. My hands never left my rigorously aching pussy for what felt like hours. My flesh was shredded by orgasm after orgasm, staring at those sculpted women who were redefining my definition of beauty with each blessed wave of euphoria. My self induced orgasms almost made me pass out, imagining my buxom body thrashing and writhing atop those tan robust frames... smooth sculpted legs swathed around my waist, squeezing my shapely flesh in the frantic throes of orgasm and delight. I cried Alexis' name out innumerable times as swells of ebullience shattered my body.
The next morning, I awoke to find a message waiting for me from Alexis. I couldn't believe she called. I must have slept through the phone ringing.
"Hey Mimi, its me Alexis. I just wanted to call and thank you for coming to the show last night. Wow, I'm just... just so into you. God, I really wish we could have spent the night together." She said with such sincerity and conviction.
I stood there in my velvety white robe, listening to her irresistible raspy, bold voice with a vivid smile on my face. I crossed my arms, chewing my thumbnail with eagerness.
"I hope you didn't think I blew you off when I had to leave. They're just paying me really good for these shows, so I hope you didn't think I wasn't interested." She continued.
I could hear the smile on her face as she spoke.
"But anyway, I just wanted to let you know I was thinking of you, and cannot wait for you to come see me. I've cleared my schedule for the entire week, so don't feel like we have to rush. I really really want to get to know you better... wow, I'm just... crazy about you, Mimi. God you are just fantastic. So beautiful. *Sighs* Anyway, I just wanted to say Hi, and that I was thinking about you. I gotta run for now, so I'll see you tomorrow night, sweetie!" she said, hanging up.
Her voice put me beside myself. I pranced off like a teenager, getting her very first call from a serious girlfriend. I strolled into my walk in closet to start packing. I wanted to be ready to go as soon as humanly possible. It was such so much fun to pick and choose what to wear that would impress Alexis.
The Next Day...
Getting on the flight for Vegas was quite easy. I decided to wear a casual white blouse with black form fitting slacks. A little dressy but not as fancy as I was at the show. The entire flight out, I listened to my CD player, full of songs I listened to when I was younger. Songs that spoke directly to me about the acceptance and truth of who I was. Yet all I could think about was her... this woman who had walked into my life with such command.
As we started our descent, my heart began pounding my chest. Alexis was meeting me at the gate, and I silently cursed the pilot for not having me on the ground sooner. And again, all that mattered was Alexis... was she there yet? Would she be waiting for me? What would she think of my clothes-- hair? I did a quick check on my makeup, brushing off my lips with a fresh coat of flesh colored lipstick.
Finally...
I rushed off the jet-way to get inside the terminal. I immediately looked about, not seeing her just yet. Then a tap fell on my shoulder.
I spun around to see this radiant glowing smile and open arms waiting for me. It was her. Elated, I screamed out in joy as we jumped into each other's arms. I had never felt happier in my entire life. She spun me around, delighting in my arrival as we laughed and carried on. I clung to her for dear life, realizing that this relationship just might be the 'one'.
